Long Pollution Poems
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Just down the road, I keep on searching.
What must I do in this life, I keep on asking.
I almost lost myself in the middle.
The crossroads seem so misleading.
I walk down the road to take some fresh air..
But pollution surrounded my inner being.
The toxins penetrate deeply in my veins.
I'm grasping thin air, I'm suffocating!
I tried to move my feet in different directions.
The road is wide, inviting me to walk on.
Wasn't aware that it's just an illusion.
Trying to elude me from blazing temptation.
Just down the road I used to meet a various faces.
Some are painted with a smile,
Some are sad and hiding tears.
Some are part of grande masquerade.
I came to walk down to see what I've found.
A narrow walk path going down the aisle.
The wounded image of a man hung in the cross.
Lighting up the right way down the road.
** 5th Place in Kelly's Contest JUST DOWN THE ROAD**
Once long ago there was a clear blue sky
Where roamed free bird and butterfly
That’s when came the idea to super citify
And to pollution creators deify
All put their brain power to diversify
Silenced anyone who dared go awry
Soon mile high skyscrapers did gratify
And every square inch did occupy
Way too many to quantify
So it was nature they did damnify
Now skies are filled with traffic jams that horrify
Greenish rain waters that relentlessly acidify
Mountain-high billboard ads that do electrify
An extravagance of gadgets enough to stupefy
Implanted technology meant to dehumanify
In light of superfluity, let me just plainly oversimplify
Scientists need to eat a big piece of humble pie
There’s just no way to justify
Why colorful sunsets went by the by
And why no one remembers the aroma of apple pie
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on March 4, 2018 for contest SCIENCE FICTION sponsored by DEBORAH GUENTHER BEACHBOARD - HONORABLE MENTION
For decades now
We, your children, dear mother-earth,
Have been stabbing you,
Each year
Each day
Each hour
Each second,
Causing you to bleed profusely, while,
We indifferent to your suffering were:
Watching
Laughing
Drinking
Dancing and
Having lots of fun,
For
We thought your blood was inexhaustible and
That you would bleed forever, without any consequence on
Our own life,
But
Slowly, we came to realize that you are as mortal as we are,
Subject to the same laws of growth and decay,
A shocking thought, indeed, for us!
But
Despite this realization
We never stopped hurting you:
Your animals
Your forests
Your rivers
Your lakes
Your seas
Your oceans
You see, dear mother earth,
We have sacrificed all you have held dear for millions
Of years on the altar of our egoism and that of
Our vanity.
Now,
As we see you lie on your deathbed,
We, your conceited and spoiled children,
Have decided to give you the chance
To stop your bleeding
To end your torture and your agony, to have time
To recover.
Yes, we know,
Our action is not out of magnanimity or love for you,
But mainly out of fear, we might destroy our blasphemous species
That has overstepped the limits that our Lord and creator
Has put from the moment of his creation.
For that
I for one, on my knees, humbly, plead for your forgiveness,
For my participation in this horrid and
Macabre crime of Matricide!
(C) Demetrios Trifiatis
23 April 2016
UNITED NATIONS (AP) — The historic agreement on climate change marked a major milestone on Friday with a record 175 countries signing on to it on opening day.
With the planet heating up to record levels, sea levels rising and glaciers melting, the pressure to have the Paris Agreement enter into force and to have every country turn its words into deeds was palpable at the U.N. signing ceremony.
"The world is in a race against time," U.N. Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon said in his opening speech. "The era of consumption without consequences is over."
your foulmouthed shout
weaves angry waves
bashes my ear drums
pierced I wail in vain
as the echo gets closer
staccato crescendo
climax refrain
can’t shut you out
cannot withhold
silence won’t come
until the final note
that fails to abate
our melody out of tune
sweet memories wane
why so cruel I dare
to object and stall
in anxious mourning
beaten I tap on my scull
hardcore discordance
dis-phonic noise pollution
where harmony morphed
into orchestral acrimony
until I dust off the harp
restring my guitar
triangular chords
block coda and pain
reclaim my own music
mute your assault
scream as loud as you want
eat your words
digest my freedom
croak as you wish
while I breathe fresh love
15th April 2021
Contest This or That Volume two
A far Cry
Sponsor Edward Ibeh
The deer's house bears no human heads upon it's walls.
No grizzly bear was ever fined for trashing the forest.
No gorilla ever built a nuclear power plant, nor split the atom.
You will never see a Bass snag a 160 pound human on it's line.
Slaughter houses are not run by cows, pigs or chickens;
you can't buy “human-burgers”.
No crack-buzzed rabbit or squirrel has ever been arrested.
No cats have ever "trashed" a rest stop or public park.
I have never seen a white sheep,
burn a cross on a black sheep's pasture land.
No dolphin ever buried a land-mine on the ocean floor.
Not one NASA Astro-Chimp has ever, knowingly,
blown up a shuttle full of it's own species or any other.
There are no records of lions, tigers or elephants
burning temples or synagogues.
And yet, we have the audacity to call them...
"Dumb-Animals"!
*One very early Christmas morning long ago and far away, I was hard(ly) at work again. In the spirit of the season, and being a child again, I offer a poem I wrote as a tribute to Dr. Seuss:
What walks through the forest,
And shakes all the trees?
Is it a fat tourist,
With very large feet?
Who don’t we see much,
That hides among the trees?
Could it be Sasquatch,
With his big hairy feet?
Perhaps it’s a giant,
I anticipated.
Or it could be an elephant,
Who just flatulated?
I walked through the woodland,
And came to a clearing.
I saw it was man,
It’s what I’d been fearing.
With his dirty machines,
That were chopping up wood.
They were tearing down trees,
Anyway that they could.
Right in the middle,
Of this terrible scene,
There stood someone little,
Rather hairy and green.
I thought, could it be,
That my screws have come loose?
Because what I saw,
Was right out of Dr. Seuss!
“No more saws, no more axe”,
“No more killing then please!”
Cried out the Lorax,
“I speak for the trees!”
And just like before,
He warned man of the mess.
The “Oncelers” chose to ignore,
In the name of progress.
All for the sake of greed,
Man and his loyal machines,
Kept on making more “Thneeds”,
And cutting down trees.
Not one man gave a care,
As they felled all the trees.
They smogged up the air,
And clogged up the streams.
Just once more,
Spoke the Lorax,
“It would not be as before”,
“If you had done as I asked.”
“Hope is what man needs.”
“That’s all of what’s left to him now.”
“You must plant the seeds,”
“Somewhere and somehow.”
“The trees will come back tall and green.”
“There will be a rebirth.”
“Air and water will again be clean.”
“Together we can save the Earth!”
The Earth is our Mother,
She gives life to us.
We must take care of her,
Or with her turn to dust.
From land to seas,
Never be lax.
Speak for the trees!
Just like the Lorax.
Inspired by, and based on a character created by Theodore Geisel, AKA “Dr. Seuss”.
Climate change and sad times are heading our way
global warming is here, and it's here to stay.
Oceans are rising; time is ticking away,
we didn't listen to what science had to say,
and gambled our future for-profit and play.
We refuse to treat our planet as we should,
yet blantly spread the lie that all is good.
And giving little credence to brotherhood,
we are only concerned with our neighborhood.
Children go hungry in a world of plenty,
as the rich drain the poor, penny by penny,
consuming all, leaving little, if any.
The gun has replaced the dog as Man's best friend
and we won't abandon them; wars never end.
Hurricanes are morphing into monstrous storms.
Still, no one listens to scientists today;
we clear jungles to meet our demand for wood.
Planet-wide pollution caused by so many
continues to rise as we overextend;
soon, saturation will establish new norms.
life at times feels so hard
so much going against you
everything around you so dirty
looking for a filter to be true
Everywhere you look is clogged up
like all is blocked just like sin
effecting every strand of life
everywhere you look is in a spin
There must be more to life
this echo is heard all over the place
but only in eternal truth, this is found
in the holy scriptures, you receive grace
So get on these swim trunks
whether it's your breaststroke
or even to crawl be like a fish
give it your all, just go for broke
Your reward will be worth it
live for God always forever
leave behind that awful pollution
drink in the living water, now that's clever
(Quote:
"I feel like a fish out of polluted water" - Anon.)
What is the universe thinking?
Everything moves in a supposed order
Expanding according to eternal, unwritten laws
Created by an explosion unlike any other
Controlled by the being who dreamed it up
Maybe by design
Maybe on a whim
Maybe it was just a second thought
Maybe the universe was his first mistake
In the end he created a world
Green and blue
At the edge of an unimportant galaxy
It orbits an insignificant star
That one world he gave life
He gave the world to human kind
Mere insects when compared to the rest of reality
Ten thousand lifetimes later
Man has a creation of his own
He has created his own demise
Disease, pollution and war
When it is all done
The being who created man will return
He will look at what man has done
He will shake his head in disappointment
The green and blue world he created
It will start again
He will give the world life
And it will thrive
At least for another ten thousand lifetimes
If they don’t make the mistakes the first life did
It may last longer
Or will the creator will once again reclaim his world
And he will try again
Mother earth gently moans the greenhouse effect
From unhealthy car fumes floating through the air
That’s causing devastation to our climate
Back to back hurricanes and tornadoes reek
Habit, causing devastation to our cities
And states, leaving death and destruction all over
It has caused irreversible damage to
Most of us don’t seem to care at all now, sad
Mothers earth gently moans the failure of crops
That’s mean to feed billions, the climate change with
With the excessive heat is destroying our crops
Causing our farmers to produce less food each year
Dry conditions or an overflow of rain
Mother earth gently moans water pollution
It’s killing all of our marine life and
Over fishing is seen way to often, an
Even the coral reef is vanishing quick
Trash and toxins over run our rivers and
Streams because of big tech companies who cares
About making a dollar, while the toxins
Poison our fish and the people who eat them
Factories pollute the air until its not
Safe to breath, it puts the quality in the
Red zone, it’s like a blanket of fog that sits
Mother earth gently moans, the lost of forests
Where most of the trees is cut down for the sake
Of progress, leaving the poor animals with
No place to go, homeless with no end insight
Taking away their food supply and forcing them
To move closer to the human population
In order to find food, this puts humans in
Danger zone and causes conflict to
Mother earth gently moans, to see the planet
Slowly sinking into non-existence, she’s
Suppose to be love, cared for and protected
Most of all she hasn’t been nurtured either
This is part of why mother earth moans gently
FEBRUARY 23, 2021